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Last Friday morning, I stood in the doorway of an apartment in a section 8 housing complex. Packed boxes and trash bags filled with clothes were spread around the bedrooms and living room. The sheets had been removed from the mattresses of the beds and the furniture pulled away from the walls. The air conditioner was hardly…
Duke Ellington is one of those prolific musicians of an era of music that we’ll never experience again. Ellington, Miles Davis, Thelonious Monk, Red Garland, Sonny Rollins, Art Blakey, and Charlie Parker… These cats made the music scene of the 40s, 50s, and 60s. Of course, with the exception of Rollins and a few of…
It’s early July and the temperature has been somewhere in the volcanic spectrum for weeks. The dead air too much to bear anymore, I yank at the screen window in an upward motion. Whoever installed it, however, did so in a hurry. I’m left in a tug-and-pull war of budging the unleveled frame inch by sweaty…
I have 9,500 words due to my editor by January 25th. That’s a little more than a month from now, but I have also made it my goal to crank this project out by December 26th. That’s only nine days away! Factor in that Christmas day will surely result in 0 words, I now have…
My unchecked imagination is running in circles, playing out sad movie scenes again and again. It’s 9pm, and I’m currently sitting by the window of my midway point. Just two months ago, I was living in a closet in Brooklyn. Now, for the time being I am staying at my grandmother’s home in Tennessee. In…
Across the United States, the pumpkin population cowers in fear. Black cats are on high alert. Cornfields have been gutted out to create giant mazes, which, hopefully, bad children will never return from. Roving gangs of teenagers, armed with toilet paper, are attacking nearby shrubs and trees in an attempt to exorcise their demons. This…
standing at a road divided peering off into the horizon shadows move left to right the new moon in pursuit as a drop of sweat falls on older hands than yesterday’s trembling beneath a map’s weight upon unforeseen choices between what’s right what’s wrong? in a world of consequence why follow the sun when it only…
eyes glistening blue of sunkissed water a grin that captures this once wishy wash heart as music follows her everywhere the scent of golden hair floats to me hanging in the air intoxicating I could pass out complete, fleetingly whole for moments that linger infinitely return me to the earth pulling me back home this,…
“If I were not a physicist, I would probably be a musician. I often think in music. I live my daydreams in music. I see my life in terms of music.” ― Albert Einstein Music has the power to evoke a flurry of emotions: joy, sadness, anger, hope, despair, contentment, bliss, and on and on.…
“Will we ever make it to the top,” the boy asked his father. “Of course we will,” he replied, “but it won’t be easy.” “If it’s hard, then why are we doing this,” the boy questioned again. “I’m already tired, my legs hurt, and there’s so much more to go.” “You’ll see when we get…